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Post by Shadowstar* on Mar 23, 2010 18:50:31 GMT -5
Shadowstar continued hunting in the chilly forest. The cold didn't bother him much though, he liked the dark, like most Nightclan cats. It was the sun that bothered him. It was so hot and uncomfortable, hunting was awful in Greenleaf. Shadowstar's bright green eyes glanced around the forest for Emberpaw. She was crouching down to the ground, a mouse ran right past here and she didn't move. She seemed to be staring straight ahead, at the bushes.
"Emberpaw." Shadowstar called out quietly, careful not to disturb anyone's prey. "What are you-" He stopped mid-sentence, staring at the bushes. They were rustling, the scent of cat was strong from them. Definatly not prey.
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Post by Darkcloud on Apr 7, 2010 14:07:20 GMT -5
OOC: I am sorry about this, but am I next to post? I feel like you are waiting on me....but I don't want to break the posting order...again I am sorry
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Post by Shadowstar* on Apr 8, 2010 19:27:14 GMT -5
Ooc: Nope, it's Emberpaw's turn, I think.
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